Maybe it's because I'm too old this year, and in less than a week, I've encountered unbelievable strange events one after another, but I feel that in the past few days, the most difficult thing for me is today.

In the morning, I was still in Lijiatuozi Village to investigate the case, and in the afternoon I accompanied Feijing to the house of the ghost keeper, but finally hid in it until dark before coming out, and I didn't take a breath after coming out, so I hurried here to accompany Feijing to catch ghosts.

Fucking ghost hunting, let's catch ghosts, and I have to become a bait used by the flying mirror to lure ghosts, and finally I received a strange text message, which is not counting, and now I am preparing to see if I can get into the grave to save people.

What's even more damn sad is that his bodyguard Feijing left a few words at this time, and disappeared.

These things happen in one day, and it makes people feel oppressed. It's not that I'm boasting, it's because I'm a policeman, a policeman with strict psychological training, otherwise I would have gone crazy now.

To get back to the point, I saw that Feijing actually used such an 'earth-shattering' clue to get my attention, and I thought there must be something important to say to me.

Sure enough, there were a few lines of words written on the surface of this stele with clods of soil, and I saw that the writing was really 'beautiful', so beautiful that I could just recognize it as a word, and in addition to typos, there were also some Chinese pinyin mixed in. It seems that this Taoist priest of the University of Political Science and Law is an impostor.

On the surface of the stele was crookedly written:

[This graveyard is much more evil than I thought, I want to go in and find out.] You don't have to be afraid that you will be in danger, you are jingcha, and I can still see the skills. The blood on your body is the most evil thing, and it is impossible for a ghost to get on your body. If you come across a corpse, all you have to do is shoot him out of the. Although the ghost hun has no entity, as long as you stick your hand to your blood, you can also hit him and. If you haven't encountered something incredible before you see this message, then you can just ride my mo off the bike and run, and the old man Qi who raised ghosts will leave it to me to deal with. I'll get back to you afterwards. 】

The payment is a flying mirror. After seeing this, I actually felt that I had been dumped, and I felt that it was not righteous enough for this flying mirror not to say a word to me when it entered the grave.

The handwriting is not sloppy, and Feijing must have found something when he wrote this paragraph, as if he was not sure, so there was such a handwriting. This is my preliminary judgment.

However, I'm sure that the flying scope definitely wrote this passage when he was pulling the flight. Because, it is impossible for anyone to pull out and make a mark after writing such a clue handwriting, so that people can find it.

Having said that, it's a shame that Feijing can write such a paragraph on this small tombstone.

Things have come to this point, and I can't just walk away. Feijing is put aside first, and there is also Li Hui. It would be a shame if I, the policeman, could ride a motorcycle and pretend nothing had happened.

I don't know where Feijing got into the tomb, but I don't think he did it in the ancestral tomb, because in this position, to get close to the ancestral tomb, you have to be able to pass by me.

Time was pressing, and I couldn't go to the entrance where he entered, so I rode directly on a motorcycle and rushed in the direction of the ancestral tomb.

Bypassing the graves one by one, we soon arrived next to the ancestral grave. This time I didn't stop in between, and I found the hole I had seen before.

I found some messy footprints around the giant tomb, and I thought it might have been left by the people who were dragging the bodies of Han Songxia and Li Quanfeng inside.

This Zhang Xiaojie said that after finding the body, he dug up the grave that night. I was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaojie's words, but now I think of the day when he told me about Li Quanfeng in front of Qi Yuying, it was simply the eloquence of a cross talk actor. I feel that this guy can change his career if he doesn't become a policeman.

I remember that the fake Lu Tao said that there was a fire fox here. And the fire fox likes to eat corpses, and I don't know if it's interested in the living. I thought worriedly.

Qi Lijuan's text message said to enter the ancestral tomb, and I think it should refer to this hole.

The hole wasn't big, but it was just enough for people to get into. I looked at the dark hole and wanted to go inside.

Suddenly, I paused, there was not even a fucking flashlight, and when I entered, it was in absolute darkness where I couldn't see my fingers. This will definitely not work, it is too dark inside, and it is impossible to do things smoothly. I was a little uncomfortable with my frizziness tonight, and I felt that I lacked the calmness that was unique to the police, but fortunately I noticed it in time and clenched my left hand to calm down.

I flipped through the trunk of the Flying Mirror motorcycle, and there was nothing. I think even if there was any lighting equipment, it must have been taken away by the flying scope.

Doodle.......

The text message rings again. It's still the same information as before, and it's still sent by Qi Lijuan.

When I saw my phone, I suddenly remembered, don't I just have a flashlight on my phone, although it is not too bright, but it should be no problem to insist on it for an hour or two. I'm a super standby voice king, the battery can even kill a rabbit if it is thrown out, and even better is that it also comes with a power bank.

After a hasty reply of "I know, I'll go now", I turned on the flashlight on my phone, looked at the luminosity, and felt that I should be able to handle it. A short body, with a grip on his left hand, he got into the hole.

As soon as he leaned in, the darkness under him seemed to be substantial.

In a small space, the human psyche is most likely to give birth to a sense of oppression, which is even more terrifying than directly facing a corpse.

The diameter of the hole was not loose, and only one fist could be accommodated in the front and back, and it was only after entering that I realized a fatal problem.

Could it be that the fire fox is still hidden in it? I'm definitely not in the same state as a brute, because I can't stretch my fists and kicks. Not to mention a fox, even a patient hen could have pecked me to death.

But now that he has come in, it would be too much of a waste of time to go back, and then Li Hui's danger would increase a few points.

Besides, after going back, I'm not sure if I'll ever have the courage to come in with just a phone illumination?

If you ask yourself, I didn't just crawl into this grave because of a strange text message. Among the reasons that made me make this decision in the end, Feijing's words played a certain role.

Let's put it this way, if Feijing hadn't left that paragraph and said that he had entered the tomb, I would most likely have given up my decision to climb into this tomb without a flashlight just now.

But the fact is that Feijing's words have already entered the tomb, and the strange text message sent by Qi Lijuan also said that Li Hui was also in it. Both of them were killed here, so I ended up in the cave of this ancestral tomb.

The tunnel at the entrance of the cave was much longer than I expected, and I initially estimated that I had climbed almost five meters down. This figure is already exaggerated for an average farmer's graveyard. What is the origin of the owner of this tomb?

I wonder why there is a bit of interest in this issue now.

Crawling in such a tunnel is the most exhausting time and exhaustion, because it is impossible for my knees to bend at all, and I can only get in by moving slowly.

What I'm most afraid of now is not some lonely ghost, not a corpse suddenly crawling in front of me, or even a corpse crawling in behind me. What I'm most afraid of is that my phone suddenly runs out of battery, which is definitely more terrifying than anything else. If that were the case, I would be exactly like closing my eyes in the dark.

I looked at it uncomfortably, and the battery on my phone was full, which made me very relieved. After crawling forward for another five or six minutes, the tunnel finally came to an end. I was amazed at the length of the path, and I think now I'm almost ten meters underground, maybe even more than ten meters.

Looking forward with the glow of the poor, flashlight on the phone, I finally saw the coffin.

But something even more surprising happened to me....

Here, it turned out to be a burial chamber of more than ten square meters.